Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Liechtenstein and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Groovy Waters,
Quadrant,
The J.B.'s,
Scan 7,
Gang Starr,
The Leaves,
the Swans,
Steve Hackett,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Q65,
Joe Finger,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Animal Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Sherman,
Section 25,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Talk Talk,
Loose Ends,
Robert Görl,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
Jacob Miller,
U.S. Maple,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Last Poets,
Matthew Halsall,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
Brothers Johnson,
Von Mondo,
Laurel Aitken,
The New Christs,
Lungfish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yaz,
Model 500,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
The Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Interpol,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
Faust,
Neil Young,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cybotron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reuben Wilson,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.